I‘m gonna take my recent Diana Wynne Jones cravings as a sign I should finally finish the Dalemark Quartet. I think I remember DROWNED AMMET and THE SPELLCOATS well enough to get by on, but all I remember of CART AND CWIDDER is:
• I read it last of the three. (This isn‘t a series where that matters.)
• It left me excited for the finale. (Obviously I didn‘t act on that.)
• A cwidder wasn‘t what I thought it was. (I think I imagined an animal.)